Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

The bright moon was a little flustered. Those eyes looked like a bottomless pool of water. As soon as you saw it, you felt lost.

See the gap around her, turn around and want to escape, but don't think her idea has been seen through.

A big hand took her way and held her tightly in her arms. The power of imprisonment gave her no chance to break free.

The bewitched Jun's face clings to his face and pours on his face with a musk breath. The bright moon suddenly feels dizzy, and his heart beats faster.

"What are you doing? Let me out!"

Do not want to put herself in that kind of unpredictable feeling, the bright moon ruthlessly pushed the solid chest and wanted to leave his grip, but she had no tolerance to the big hand like pliers. Her body recovered from a serious illness didn't have much strength at all.

The twisting body in my arms makes the night Mark's body suddenly have a strange feeling, "don't make me angry, it won't do you any good."

With that, the big hand seemed reluctant to let go of his soft body in his arms.

What happened to him just now? How did his body suddenly get hot and dry?

The moon looked at the back of turning away and couldn't help feeling inexplicable surprise.

Just now, she contradicted him. She thought he would treat himself as before

How does it seem that it has become different from before? His eyes just now seem that it is not as cold as before

On a hot afternoon, the scorching sun hung like fire in the blue sky, as if to ignite the blue.

The bright moon sat in the shade of the garden, sleepless.

For several days in a row, she was perplexed by an indescribable strange feeling, and her brain always couldn't control her cold and evil face.

It should be said that the overbearing face occupied the brain space and lingered.

After that day, the elusive man didn't appear for several days.

What is he doing every day?

The idea came out and the moon was surprised.

What's the matter with her? She's always thinking about that man and the bastard who tortured her and almost died recently!

I must have been tortured by him so badly that I kept thinking of him.

Unable to figure out the confusion in her heart, Mingyue gave herself an excuse.

I'd better go out and relax. As a patient who hasn't recovered yet, her mind is a little disordered.

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Ten minutes later, Mingyue sat on the back seat of the extended Lincoln, leaned against the comfortable seat behind her, and looked through the window at the scenery on the roadside that she hadn't seen for a long time.